for it.”
“Please, Miller, don’t stop.”
“Not nasty enough, little girl.”
“Fuck me, Miller, ram that big, thick cock into me.”
“I aim to please.”
I screamed out as he viciously grabbed my hips and violently plunged balls deep into me.
“Don’t hurt me.”
“Oh I’m going to hurt you. I’m going to hurt you so fucking good that you’ll keep coming back for more. You’re mine now Laura. You’re marked, and you would do well to remember that.”
His hand fisted my hair into a ponytail until I was in a position to hear his words as he growled them into my ear. “I’ve never had a woman that makes me feel the way that you do, and I will do anything to keep you. Anything.”
He was slowly grinding into me and circling his hips when he bottomed out, until my body was experiencing one continual climax. Spasms wracked my body and when he let my hair go I melted back into the mattress. When I came to reality and out of the euphoric state he had taken me to, he was gently cleansing me and softly warning me, that it would be in my best interest to cut off any ties with any other men. There were no other men, and after today, I doubted that any man would ever measure up to what I had just experienced…
Chapter Nine
Miller
I left Laura’s and made my way home. I informed her that I needed to pack a few more things and that I would be back soon.
I let my mind wander as I packed, thinking about how I was going to approach Laura with the fact that she would see things that she would have to keep to herself. I wasn’t ready to reveal that I was a hit man, but I needed for her to understand the importance of discretion in my line of work. I would approach it from the private investigator angle and go from there. For some reason unknown even to me, I trusted this girl.
I stopped packing for a moment and made my way over to my computer punching in a sequence of numbers. I decided to watch her intermittently on the surveillance that I had set up in her condo, as I packed. I hadn’t asked the poor girl about me moving in, it had just seemed like the natural thing to do. All I knew was I had to protect her from that asshole ex of hers. I wouldn’t be there full time but I was setting up an office there so I could come and go at will. She didn’t know it, but I had already set up everything being delivered in the morning, it would give me time to break it to her gently.
Laura was the only woman that I explained anything to. Typically I did what the fuck that I wanted, when I wanted. She reminded me of a scared, trapped animal, mistrusting and leery of everyone and everything. I didn’t want to do anything that could cause her to shy away from me. The thought of her finding out what I did on the side, weighed on me in the back of my mind. It was the first time I could remember being scared since I was a kid. Here I was a cold blooded killer and she had the ability to turn me into a scared little boy. There wasn’t a whole lot that made me afraid—but I was scared to death of losing her.
I watched the monitor as she soaked in the tub while she hummed. I marveled at the new emotion that she exhibited. It was peace, she wasn’t afraid. I knew I was the reason for the peace that she was feeling, and I would do anything to insure that she kept it. I was becoming dangerously consumed with protecting this woman. I feared for anyone who dared to try and hurt her, and that included that dirt bag of an ex-husband of hers.
I would give Glazov the respect of killing him first, but if for some unknown reason he managed to get back into Glazov’s good graces, then I would kill him. I would look him dead in the eyes and strangle him for lying to me. I had no respect for a man who set up an innocent woman for any amount of money. It was evident that the man had no scruples. Hell, I was a hit man and even I didn’t kill women—no hired hits on women, or children. Ever.
Laura
It felt good to soak